Siheyuan, I want to lie down but I become a tool

The weather was good today, but Zhang Xingwang rode relatively slowly, mainly because he felt heartbroken when he saw Wang Xiulan covering her forehead with her hands in pain last time. But this time Wang Xiulan was happy, so Zhang Xingwang felt uncomfortable.

Along the way, Wang Xiulan used her nagging skills as an old mother, constantly complaining about Zhang Xingwang, saying:

"You're no longer close to your mother now that you've grown up", "I raised you in vain, but now you have no conscience", "You no longer care about your mother now that you've grown up".

No matter how sensational the story is, he even pinched Zhang Xingwang when he got to the point where he was angry.

Faced with his mother's sudden rogue behavior, Zhang Xingwang could only bow his head and admit his mistake after failing to reason with her. He had the illusion that it was his girlfriend who did this.

Listening to his mother's nagging, Zhang Xingwang unconsciously quickened his pace, which resulted in his mother nagging even louder.

A new topic of "not feeling sorry for my mother" was added. If it weren't for the little girl occasionally saying a few good words, my mother would probably be completely depressed.

After finally insisting on returning home, Zhang Xingwang quickly returned to his room, then went into the kitchen and started cooking. After looking at Zhang Xingwang's performance, my mother decided to let him go.

There are still three days before the holiday. The main purpose of going back this time is to talk to the old couple about my second sister's marriage.

When Zhang Xingwang and the old man went to his aunt's house, the old lady made some arrangements for Wang Xiulan.

He said that Wang Xiulan should just listen to Zhang Xingwang in everything and told him to stop worrying about other things and just buy the dowry for his daughter. The remaining main task was to cook well for his grandson.

Seeing that Zhang Xingwang looked much stronger this time, the old lady praised Wang Xiulan highly.

In the afternoon, the second sister took a leave of absence and came back. She took Wang Xiulan and the mother and daughter to buy dowry items.

Zhang Xingwang didn't understand the specifics, and Qian Erjie had saved up the money these days, so she didn't go with them. But the little girl followed them crying.

Zhang Xingwang was the only one left at home. After thinking about it, he decided to go and talk to Sha Gezi. After all, they hadn't seen each other for a long time. He didn't have time to tell her when he went to the Northeast. It would be troublesome if Xu Damao stole from the house again.

He went straight to Lou's house carrying a bag of dried fruits. After knocking on the door, Lou's mother opened the door and saw Zhang Xingwang.

After struggling for a long time, Lou's mother thought that Lou Zhenghua and the housekeeper were not at home, and the family had already agreed not to let her daughter have any contact with this young man.

As a woman, he would not do anything to her, so she made up her mind and said with a serious face:

"Hey...Xiao Zhang, what can I do for you?"

Zhang Xingwang felt a little embarrassed when he saw that Lou's mother had no intention of letting him in. He thought that everything was fine last time, so it seemed that Qu San had punctured his tires again.

Then he put on a smiling face and said to Lou's mother:

"Auntie, I'm here to visit Lou Dong."

"The master is not at home, you should come back another day."

After a pause, he continued:

"My Xiao'e has been on a blind date recently. It's not convenient for you to come to our house all the time, Xiao Zhang. If you want to talk to the master about something, you should talk outside."

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Seeing the door closed again, Zhang Xingwang felt unhappy. He didn't understand why he was so unwelcome, and he couldn't figure out how Xu Damao did it.

He looked up and found that Silly Eth was smiling at him from the window upstairs, but he felt that there was a hint of bitterness in the smile.

Then a paper airplane slowly floated down and swayed behind Zhang Xingwang. He picked it up and looked towards the window upstairs. The beauty was gone.

I opened the paper airplane and saw a few lines of beautiful words on it:

"It feels like I haven't seen you for a long time. I've been thinking about it for many days and I think what you said is right. I plan to tell my father what you said.

In this case, my family probably won't be able to take care of us, although doing so will definitely mean leaving here early and moving away from home with my family.

But at least I won't be forced to marry someone I don't like. Maybe this is my fate."

After reading it, Zhang Xingwang carefully folded the paper airplane and put it into the space.

He took a deep look at the upstairs window, then turned around and prepared to go back.

Suddenly I heard the sound of a car. I looked up and silently watched Qu Dabao get out of the car to open the door for Lou Zhenghua. Qu San also got out from the other side.

After getting off the car, the three people looked at Zhang Xingwang, and no one spoke for a while.

Qu San looked at Zhang Xingwang who was holding his head high and chest out in front of him, and once again felt that damn feeling of oppression.

His heartbeat was like the beating of a drum in front of a military formation. He watched Lou Zhenghua nod slightly, stretched his less flexible arms, and walked forward with slightly weak legs and feet.

Qu Dabao took advantage of Qu San walking forward and walked quickly into the car.

Zhang Xingwang watched Qu San, the tattletale, walking towards him, and his mind unnaturally emerged of how he had repeatedly "sabotaged" his and Sha Ezi's affairs and the paper airplane in the space.

Suddenly, his blood surged, and the suppressed sadness in his heart turned into anger. He put his hands behind his back unnaturally, and then stretched them forward quickly and continuously.

Qu San looked at Zhang Xingwang, whose eyes were blazing in the sunlight, with a dazed look in his eyes. He wanted to speak but didn't know what to say.

When I was distracted for a moment, I saw bricks flying in the sky, casting shadows towards me along the sunlight.

He subconsciously raised his arms to protect his face, and vaguely saw a ray of sunlight on the edge of the brick. Then he groaned for a while and fainted happily.

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Zhang Xingwang didn't even look at Qu San who was buried by the brick. He turned around like a real man who never looks back at the explosion.

He pushed his bicycle and walked past Lou Zhenghua without looking away, then quietly passed by the stiff Qu Dabao, and gradually walked away without saying a word from beginning to end.

All I could think about was Silly Moth's "Feixin", and waves of sadness came back to my heart. From the beginning to the end, although I was a little impolite, I never thought that I would end up like this.

As expected, the ideas of capitalists are different from those of ordinary people. After meeting him several times, I always thought that he was the father of Sha Gezi. Now that I think about it carefully, he is still an authentic capitalist after all.

His past was different from that of ordinary people. He had a share in a steel mill and was engaged in the steel business. Who dared to say that he had no connection with the daily life before? Maybe he had never been clean.

People in this era are not like those in later generations. If a truly patriotic businessman gets into trouble, will there be no one to stand up for him?

Most likely, they are still like the aristocratic families in the past, betting on both sides, referring to the plot in novels where they can quickly escape to Hong Kong and live a prosperous life.

Maybe it's three or even four bets. My fantasies are always so ridiculous.

As an ordinary person, he had only come into contact with this information in books or on the Internet.

Compared to those who have experienced the war years or even the dynastic struggles, their mental calculations are completely on a different level.

Coupled with the torrent of the special era, it is simply vulnerable. I am afraid that only the domineering presidents or historians of later generations can compete with it.

After thinking it through thoroughly, I gave up the idea of ​​making a business strategy plan for Hong Kong for Sha Gezi.

Otherwise, according to Silly Moth's personality, he would just be making things easier for others, which is a pity for this kind girl.

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